Song Yan never thought she would experience a day of transmigrating into a book. Well, if she transmigrated, she transmigrated! The 1970s weren't that scary.
However, she didn't expec...
Qin Jianjun, also known as Boss Qin.
When Song Yan first met Boss Qin, he thought of the criminal gangs in Huxian County who had also been involved in the black market. He only thought they might become part of a future criminal gang. But he never imagined that Boss Qin and Qin Jianjun might be the same person.
Their gang also had a particularly ruthless member named Zhang Ahui.
Next time I'll definitely find out if Boss Qin's name is Qin Jianjun, and if he has anyone under him named Zhang Ahui.
He was fairly trustworthy in his dealings with Boss Qin. But his men were truly mediocre. That clown was no good at all…
Song Yan was glad that he hadn't been cowardly.
Mei Ying's actions that harmed Li Yuanchao are hateful, but she is also truly pitiful.
She lived on with strength, and when Li Yuanchao's life was in danger, she did not choose to ignore it, which also shows that she did not completely lose her humanity.
There are four criminals, and we need to rescue three women and a child. Besides, do the villagers know what they've done? What if the village unites against them if things get out?
Song Yan had seen in later reports that many police officers were attacked by villagers when they went to villages to rescue trafficked women.
I'm not even a police officer!
Didn't the train conductor know to call the police?
The fire was burning brightly, roaring loudly. Mei Ying huddled like a quail at the entrance of the stove.
Chu Hai put a few steamed buns in a pot to heat them up...
How could they do such a thing to such a frail and pitiful girl? Chu Hai was her own cousin.
Those creatures are worse than animals; they should be killed!
Song Yan could hear the conversation inside clearly from the outer room. They ate something and then rested.
The bound woman wasn't given anything to eat. The child didn't cry either.
Judging from their conversation, the child was stolen on this trip, and a thermos was also stolen along with him before he boarded this train.
After this, I plan to go somewhere else.
This house was also borrowed.
"It's getting late, go to sleep!"
"Brother Yuanjiang, aren't you going to have some fun today?"
"I'm exhausted in the middle of the night. I need to get a good night's sleep to have any energy."
"Brother?" The voice sounded very reluctant.
"Smack!" It sounded like someone had been hit. "What's the rush? You're not the first one. It was the big guy who did the work."
"How about this one underground?"
"I'm going to sleep!" It was Bai Xiaocui's voice.
The lights in the room were turned off.
Song Yan felt a burning anger in his chest. Mei Ying was young and inexperienced, so she probably didn't understand what they meant.
Misfortune is creeping closer to Mei Ying.
When everything in the room quieted down, Song Yan went berserk in her spatial dimension. She was a doctor, so naturally she would never have wanted to use poison before.
Now Song Yan wants poison.
Many Chinese medicinal herbs are toxic before processing. For example, wolfsbane and aconite. These are found in the north, but I've never encountered them. Datura, however, should be available!
I'll look for it next time I go into the mountains.
Croton seeds and similar plants don't grow in the north, so I'll buy some at the pharmacy to keep on hand...
Song Yan has accumulated a lot of true energy; he even wants these things!
How can we stop these inhuman beasts tomorrow?! Even poison won't work; poison can only be put in the food, and we're all eating the same meal…
Fire might be the simplest and most useful tool. However, the thatched houses are all connected, so a fire could easily spread and burn down the entire compound! In an emergency, these concerns wouldn't matter…
Song Yan listened carefully to the faint sounds in the room. It was obvious that only one person was turning over from time to time, while the others were breathing evenly, and some were even snoring.
Who's awake? Mei Ying?
"Waaaaah!" The child's weak cries shattered the sleep of everyone in the room!
I was sound asleep when I was woken up by the noise; the room was in complete disarray from the other people...
Having a child is such a hassle!
"Isn't someone offering to buy a boy? I'm just worried he might be hungry."
"Mei Ying, go and see if you can get them something to eat."
"The baby's cotton pants are wet. Do you have any more cotton pants? It's time to change the diaper!"
"Where did you get these clothes? We don't have any diapers! This is a tattered piece of clothing, just wrap yourself in it!" came Bai Xiaocui's voice.
Mei Ying changed the baby's wet diaper and made some porridge for the baby to drink. Only then did the baby calm down.
The thing Song Yan least wanted to happen has begun…
"Hmm!"
"Big guy, if you don't want to do it, I'll do it for you!"
"Why the hell are you in such a hurry!"
"You're so beautiful, I can't resist letting you have some fun..."
Ignite it, there's no need to hesitate.
The flames have already begun licking the wall...
"What does it taste like...?"
"What is it?"
"Fire!"
Why is the water tank empty?
Song Yan used the water in the vat to water the ground.
Thick smoke poured into the house, and the people inside ran outside without even dressing properly.
All four members of the criminal gang escaped, with Mei Ying holding the baby boy in her arms.
What about those two women?
Song Yan covered his mouth with a wet towel and rushed into the house. The two women were bound hand and foot; if no one came to rescue them, they would be burned to death.
In their panic and despair, they failed to notice the knife that suddenly appeared in Song Yan's hand. With a swift movement, Song Yan brought the knife down, and the ropes binding their hands and feet snapped.
Escaping through the door is a human instinct, right? The woman who had already rushed to the inner room's door was pulled back by Song Yan. The first thing Song Yan did upon entering was to close the door, keeping the fire in the outer room. Smoke was still seeping in through the cracks in the door!
Opening the door at this moment is practically suicide!
"Help! Someone, put out the fire!"
"Fire!"
There was a wooden stool on the ground. Song Yan picked it up and started smashing it against the window. The wooden window frame couldn't withstand Song Yan's blows. "Get out of here!"...
Many villagers are early risers, and upon seeing the thick smoke billowing from here, they began shouting and trying to put out the fire.
The village houses are all thatched houses. If a fire breaks out and we don't put it out quickly, and if the wind gets strong, not just one family will suffer!
As soon as they heard the cries for help, the villagers came carrying water!